It was with relish that I watched as Kyle summoned his soul out and had it eat the Soul Orb.

Watching him take the biggest bites he could eat at a time was like watching a man who had finally known true thirst and was finally quenching it with a divine nectar.

It seemed that his earlier helplessness was playing a huge role in his need to become as strong as possible.

I floated towards the Black Lizard's carcass and then tapped it with my staff. Droplets of blood came out of its body and created a huge red ball on top of its body.

I refined the blood to its purest form, entrapping the vitality inside.

In the end, after the refinement, it became a fingernail-sized pellet.

Once Kyle's soul finished eating the Soul Orb, I had him absorb the blood pellet.

"Is this supposed to help me increase the vitality in my blood?" Kyle asked with a hint of disgust. He appeared to be more disgusted about eating the blood of a beast rather than eating human souls.

"Yes. And you should get used to it." I blandly said.

Kyle then said," I'll just absorb it then..."

His eyes turned red, as his blood boiled.

As if influenced by his blood, the blood pill also started looking restless and boiling. Immediately after, as if answering a call, the blood pill turned into a boiling red liquid and burrowed itself into the palm that was holding it, entering the bloodstream.

I sighed.

He knew that it was better to slowly digest it rather than forcefully absorb it, but he had chosen the latter making him lose a fourth of the vitality contained in the blood pill.

I stored the Black Lizard's carcass inside the copper ring. I also took the liberty of retrieving the four eggs that were in the hands of the dead hunters and also stored them in the ring.

I waved my staff and a huge grave was dug. All the twenty-five bodies floated inside it and then I once again waved my staff for the grave to be closed. It was as if nothing had happened to the ground. I said, "Let's go. We are done here."

We then returned to Braco city.

On the way, we racked our brains on the way to sell our goods and then decided to auction them, to gain even more money.

As we left the Crimson forest, I conjured a cart big enough to hold the Lizard's carcass and its four eggs.

Kyle who was already imagining a horse pulling the cart was disappointed to see that the cart could only be pulled by a human.

He didn't argue with me and pulled the cart grumbling: "Couldn't you create a few horses with that fancy magic of yours?"

I overheard him and rolled my eyes. My mana was precious and I couldn't be bothered to create life in a dangerous environment such as this unknown place we arrived at.

Creating life for a Magus Emperor was a child's play even without a corresponding spell. A Magus Emperor could blindly create a life by at least using a small percentage of his own soul energy for the new soul being created. With a spell, he could create a soul and a body from scratch...and having been at the Magus Emperor level while I still part of the living and even now when I wasn't, I understood the process very well.

It was just that while it was a child's play to create artificial life with rudimentary intelligence like that of a simple beast, the consumption of mana was huge. At least half of a Magus Emperor's reserves.

Magus Gods had it easy as they were a divine kind of existence. They had nearly endless mana and could even ignore their mana pools and directly use the mana around them to cast spells. Their body's attunement with mana was out of this world. It was alright to say they breathed mana to live instead of oxygen which granted them invincibility and immortality even though they could still be killed by their peers.

Magus Gods weren't strained by creating a life. They could create entire armies numbering in the thousands and still wouldn't need to catch a breath.

I was so close to becoming a Magus God when I was still alive that it now made me go crazy just thinking about it... thinking about how I could've been the strongest man alive, avoid death, and kill that wretched Hallowed Swordsman that sealed me in a ring.

The only two things that make me feel good inside were that I had an 8th tier soul stronger than what a Magus God would ever dream of having and the Magus stone that basically turned me into an all-knowing God with its nigh endless assortment of powerful spells.

We asked passants about the best auction house in the city and learned that there was only one. The Immortal Treasure house.

As we made our way there, we attracted quite the attention with that five meters long Lizard's corpse.

Some saw us and then darted away, probably to relay the news to interested parties.

Some followed us. Some kept their distance while others were close enough to touch the carcass.

I could see bewilderment in some eyes while others had ulterior motives but couldn't act on them in the middle of the city.

We arrived at the Immortal Treasure house with great fanfare.

It was a vast and large building that spanned countless blocks.

It also looked like a lavishly constructed palace.

In front of the huge doors stood two guards.

The one on the left had a staff in hand and released mana undulations comparable to a Junior mage, adorned with simple but elegant clothes while the other, on the right, was clad in golden armor.

Kyle, seeing the shock in the two's eyes was elated. They had appeared haughty before they finally identified the carcass.

Kyle said:" Go call your manager over. I've got business for him."

The Junior mage guard then spoke into a glowing green rock and three minutes later an old Senior Mage opened the doors in a fluster.

The old Senior Mage was still catching his breath showing that he had ran with all his strength to get to them. God knows how much distance he had to cover to reach them.

After catching his breath, he looked at Kyle and then at the carcass behind him. He inched closer with wide eyes and finally saw the four eggs.

He seemed to have lost his mind as he stammered: "A...are these e...eggs the B...Black Li...Lizard's?"

Kyle then nodded.

"Oh heavens...each of these is three times more valuable than this corpse." The Old man said as he greedily looked at the eggs. He seemed to have regained his composure and then asked," Name a price. How much do you want for these five items?"

Kyle was about to say a price that he believed was more than he could ever get in an auction but heard my words: " Don't say a thing. He trying to cheat you out of the money you deserve. That number you have in your head is far from enough. Tell him that you're just trying to get a better price for your master who hunted this beast. He'll stop trying to have designs about the loot if he knows that you have a powerful backer. Also, tell him that there's no blood in that corpse."

Kyle nodded then said to the Immortal Treasure house's manager: "Sorry, sir. I was tasked by my master to auction these items here...and there's something you should know... my master took the Black Lizard's blood with him."

The old manager then fell into contemplation thinking: "Hum...this tier 3 magical beast was killed with one simple blow to its head. This means that his master is at least one level above mine. I am a Senior Mage and I am incapable of such a feat. Could he be a Magus Lord...or perhaps even be a revered Magus King?" He turned and looked at Kyle deeply and then he finally smiled for the first time since arriving.

The old man then said:" You can call me Elias, young man. What's your name again?"

"Kyle Brightmoon," Kyle said.

The old man, Elias, then frowned:" Brightmoon? It's my first time hearing such a clan name...you're not from around here are you?"

Not knowing what to say, Kyle answered with an enigmatic smile instead of lying.

Understanding that Kyle didn't want to divulge his origins, Elias then took the initiative to change the subject:" There will be an auction in three days. We'll publicize your items for the time being. For now, let's get you a membership card."

Kyle nodded as he smiled:" Lead the way."